The change went smoothly with the old chief retiring and the new station chief eager to prove himself in his first station.About three, we were back o...t at the airport going over the preflight inspection checklist. John had the plane fueled while I was working, so we were ready to leave quickly. It took me longer to find the right taxiway than it did to wait in line to take off. Once again, John did all the talking and I just worried about the plane. I was going to have to learn everything he. Daughters were all Elsie Shelton had... seven of them to be exact, and nobody could remember that there'd ever been a man around the place.When he bounced into the front yard, Hanson saw Elsie herself leaning her bulk in the shady doorway of the paintless frame house. A rubber-tire swing swayed on its rope under a big cottonwood, but there didn't seem to be anyone else around."Why, Hanson," Elsie said, slapping her big hands together as if she were singing at church. "I knew you the minute I. 'This is going to happen soon, isn't it?' 'Tomorrow or the next day or the day after. It's just watching and waiting now.' She nodded. 'It's sort of irrelevant after what you've said, but I called Nuria today and told her that I might need some help in a day or two. I think she's feeling guilty about bottling out, because she agreed straight away.' Bathos or practicality or wanting to share the cost? I couldn't decide.'I can't think of another way. I'm glad I told you.' I should have kept my. Ned's cock strained, unable to expand further in his briefs. When a tug of his belt failed to help, he undid it. His jeans fell to his feet, his cock tenting his briefs. He opened his mouth, stopped, struggled, and clenched his teeth. "The wrong battle," he murmured.Diane raised her head, her eyes dark with lust and submission.Ned's jaw and hands unclenched. "Go frig yerself. Real slow. Don't cum."Diane draped her hand over her mound, her fingers finding her clit and teasing it with furtive.